The nation is falling apart

Without sounding morbid, I am almost envious of my dad's position in the twilight of his life. The country in which he was born and I was raised has ceased to exist. He faces the good fortune of not necessarily being around to witness the full results of its devolution, and the pestilence that will accompany it.

Let me take this opportunity now to thank him for the correct upbringing, character, and ethics required to make my way in this world, even though now, as it is so constituted, those very values are an impediment as work and right are no longer valued. I am filled with apprehension about my future and fear for his grandchildren.